| Just Another Day at the Office Chapter 2 |
| "Hey, Michael, would you like to come out for lunch with me?" I asked Michael, as I knocked on the door to his office. "Sure, I�d love to. Hold on a second, I just have to fax somethin�" Michael said. "Well, what do you want to eat?" I asked Michael. "Um, well, we can�t really go into town to get anything, but do you like Chinese? I can have it delivered here and we can go up to the top of the building to eat it on the balcony." Michael suggested. "Sure, I love Chinese", I said. �Okay, well, hold on I�ll go call. It should be here in 20 minutes or so. Let�s go up top, okay" Michael said as we left. "Michael, I can�t believe how high up we are. You can see all of L.A from here. . ." I said, as we walked out the door onto the top of the building. There was a patio table and chairs. "Do you come up here often?" I asked Michael. "Yes. Well, whenever I�m here, that is. Usually I�m not at MJJ for long cuz of touring or videos, or being in the studio, but as of late I�ve had a lot of work to do with Sony, and I just finished filming Unbreakable. It should be out soon with the single, and I�m not sure when I�ll be touring, so that�s why I�m here right now." Michael said. "Oh, I see. I kind of figured that you wouldn�t be here all the time, because you seem so busy ,well, obviously" I said. "Yes. So how do you like it here?" Michael asked me "It�s great. I�ve been getting a lot of experience" I said, smiling at Michael. As our food came, I noticed Michael kept looking at me. I think he noticed I was staring at him. Suddenly, I said something I regretted. "So, Michael, how�s your girlfriend?" I asked, then I realizing I shouldn�t have gotten so personal. "Humm, my girlfriend, well, I haven�t been seeing anyone for a few months now. How about you, if you don�t mind me askin�?" he asked me, smiling. "Well, I dunno, I don�t really have a great deal of time to manage a relationship, but as in just seeing someone I have been in and out of relationships. Nothing serious, but in the past to many bad things happened for me to want to start a serious relationship" I said. "Oh, I understand. That�s the thing with me, too. I barely have time and if I just want to hang out, or chill with a girl, she wants a strong commitment and I feel like I�m cheating her out of a relationship and wasting her time because I can�t always devote a lot of time to her, but I cant see how a guy could do anything bad to someone like you, Jus" Michael said. "Well, I kinda figured a lot of guys try to take advantage of me, and just see me as a spoiled lil rich girl, or as object, you know what I mean? Like, I have to like the person to have a physical relationship with them�, I said. "I know what you mean, but somehow I kind of got that spoiled lil rich girl image at first, but now that I�m starting to get to know you better, I can see who you really are" Michael smiled. "What?!..hehe..well, who do you think I really am then, Mr Smart?" I laughed. "Well, I think you are very dedicated to what you do, like school, and deep down inside, you really want to have fun.." Michael said. "Yeah, that�s pretty much it", I smiled at him. Just looking at his face, and how wonderful his eyes were, and his soft lips. . . . "Justice...", Michael said. "Yes Michael?" I asked. "Aren�t you gonna eat, girl? Your food is gettin� cold" Michael giggled. "Yeah...I was just thinking of something" I said. "Can i ask what?" Michael laughed. "Nothing much" I said, blushing. "Justice how old are you?" Michael asked, as he ate his noodles. "I�m 21, turning 22 on July 13th" I replied. "Are you serious? You seem so much older. . .Not that that�s a bad thing, but you seem so mature. . ." Michael said, looking shocked. "I have been told that before, even when I was 16 people thought I was 21. I guess I just seem older than I am" I said. "It�s not just that. You look older. . .of course I�m not sayin that you. . . umm. . .well. . . . Okay, I�m just going to shut my mouth now." Michael said. "Hehe, I never expected you to be so funny", I laughed. "What did you expect?" Michael laughed. "Well, I�m not going to be rude, you are my employer" I said. "No, I�m not, I�m just workin with you. I don�t want you to just think of me as your boss. Come on, tell me. . ." Michael said. "Well, I don�t know, some of the things I�ve heard about you kind of gave me the impression that you would be so different to what you are" I said. "Like what? Don�t worry, I�ve heard it all before" Michael laughed. "I don�t know, I just thought you were kind of conceited and would be a little wacky or something. I�m so sorry I said that, Michael", I said. "Don�t be sorry. You�re just telling me your opinion. I�ve had a lot of worse and completely false comments made about me" Michael said. "I didn�t think you were weird, or a freak, because when I watched TV I saw you doing a lot of good things for children and everything else. Like, don�t get me wrong, it�s just, I thought you thought you were all that" I laughed. "Me?!. . Come on now, it�s the fans who made up the whole King of Pop thing. Well, Lizzy first started it, at some award show. She announced me as the King of Pop, Rock and Soul, or something, I can�t remember. It was probably 20 years ago, but fans and the media started addressing me as that and, what can i say? Please don�t call me that. I have never called myself that but again, it�s the media. They are a pain in the ass" Michael laughed. "ohh, I see, but, now that I have met you, I can see that you aren�t all that conceited" I laughed. "That conceited ?!" Michael laughed, as he shrugged at me.I just laughed. "I�m kiddin , I�m kiddin" I said. Michael just laughed at me. "haha ohmigod, Michael" I said, laughing at a noodle on his cheek. "What is it?" Michael said, looking behind him for something. "No, come here" I said, leaning over the table towards his face. "You have something on your face...its only a noodle", I said, as I brushed it off. "Th..thanks" Michael said as my hand rubbed against his smooth face. I felt the tension between us. I was so tempted to kiss him. I�m not usually like that, but there was something about him. . . "Come on, we�re going to be late" I said as we walked inside. "Yeah and they�ll get a search party out" Michael laughed. "Yes, I know" I laughed, as we walked on to the elevator. It was so awkward. It was just me and him in the elevator. I kept looking over at him, he looked so good. He caught me looking at him, and just smiled at me. I don�t know what came over us, but we just kept looking at each other and I walked over to where Michael was leaning against the wall and he stepped forward and just wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me. . . It was so warm and gentle, he didn�t even try to tongue me or anything. "Oh my God, Justice I�m sorry" Michael said, pulling away. "For what?" I asked, wanting more of his warm lips on mine. "I shouldn�t have done that" Michael said. "Why?" I asked. "Because this could never be right", Michael said. "Michael, you can�t lie and say you didn�t want this to happen, and I�m not going to lie and say I didn�t either" I said. "Well, I never intended anything to happen. Justice I�m sorry, I do have feelings for you but this could never be" Michael said, as he took my hand in his and then let go as we walked out of the elevator. "Justice, come in my office to talk" Michael said. "No, that�s alright, I�ll go back to work. I feel so stupid now" I said, walking quickly into my office. "No, Justice, come here" Michael said, catching up to me. I just walked into my office and started to finish what I had had been doing on the computer before lunch, to get my mind off hi, and how stupid I felt. "Justice, I need to talk to you" Michael said, as he walked in and shut the door behind him. "What is it?" I asked, as I continued to type. "Listen, in case you haven�t been able to tell, these past few weeks I�ve grown really fond of you, and I love having you around, but listen, you don�t think I don�t want this? I can�t tell you how bad I want you, but I know how wrong it would be" Michael said, reaching out for my hand. "Michael, I love being here, it�s just that, well, I acted on my emotions, which is a first for me, and I shouldn�t have. I�m not usually like this, I�m never this unfocused" I said. "Justice, I can�t help the way I feel, and neither can you. I�m sorry if I reacted to strongly, but I don�t want you to lose respect for me, and I don�t want to disrespect you, or your father" Michael said. "Is this about my dad or about me?" I asked. "No, it�s not about your dad, it�s about you. I don�t wanna hurt you, or disappoint you. You are too good a women for that" Michael said. "Okay, well, I think we should just put this behind us" I said. "Is that what you want?" Michael asked. "Yes, it�s no big deal" I said. Actually, I was lying the most I had ever lied in my whole life. I wanted him so bad. . . . . |